Chapter 157
\nMarked By the Pureblood Alpha (Deanna and Luis) novel Chapter 157<\/p>\n
**Chapter 157: And I Love You**<\/p>\n
**Luis\u2019s POV:**<\/p>\n
The moment I stepped into the room, the stench of vomit assaulted my senses, and I realized my black suit pants were now stained with Deanna\u2019s mess. A throbbing vein pulsed angrily on my forehead as I wrestled with the urge to lose my temper and toss her out.<\/p>\n
I took a deep breath, forcing myself to remain calm. Patience was essential. With a gentle yet firm motion, I slid one arm beneath her knees, lifting her effortlessly. As I carried her toward the bathroom, I felt a mix of frustration and concern. How did we end up here?<\/p>\n
Inside the bathroom, I carefully set her down atop the cool marble sink counter. The sight of her in disarray tugged at my heart, and I knew I had to act swiftly. One by one, I started to peel away her clothes, each layer revealing more of the vulnerability beneath.<\/p>\n
Deanna\u2019s eyes fluttered, barely open, and she squirmed uncomfortably. \u201cWho\u2026 are you?\u201d she mumbled, her voice thick with confusion.<\/p>\n
\u201cHey, it\u2019s me, Luis,\u201d I replied, trying to keep my tone steady despite the chaos unfolding.<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t touch me, you jerk! I\u2019ll\u2026 call the cops!\u201d she protested, attempting to push me away, her fingers grazing my shirt collar, sending a jolt through me.<\/p>\n
I seized her hands gently, my grip firm yet reassuring. \u201cDeanna, please, look at me. Do you see who I am?\u201d<\/p>\n
Her flushed face tilted toward me, and I could see the gears turning in her mind. She cupped my face with her delicate hands, squinting as if trying to clear the haze clouding her vision.<\/p>\n
After a few moments, recognition flickered in her eyes. \u201cLu\u2026 is? Why are you here? Where \u2026 am I?\u201d<\/p>\n
I couldn\u2019t help but smirk at her disoriented state. \u201cYou\u2019re in heaven,\u201d I muttered, my voice laced with a mix of humor and tenderness.<\/p>\n
With renewed urgency, I hastened to undress her. When a stubborn button resisted my attempts, I yanked it off without a second thought, the sound of ripping fabric echoing in the otherwise silent bathroom.<\/p>\n
Finally, every piece of clothing lay discarded around us. Deanna\u2019s skin, illuminated by the soft bathroom light, was smooth and flawless, reminiscent of fine silk\u2014a sight that made my throat go dry. I fought against the heat rising within me, my heart racing.<\/p>\n
Gently, I lifted her into the bathtub, the warmth of the water enveloping her. But the moment it touched her skin, she flinched violently, grabbing my wrists and screaming, \u201cNo! No swimming!\u201d<\/p>\n
Water erupted in a chaotic splash, drenching us both. I was instantly soaked, the coolness of the water contrasting sharply with the fire building in my chest.<\/p>\n
Determined to make this work, I stood up, ripped off my wet shirt, unbuckled my belt, and stepped into the tub beside her.<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay, Deanna, let\u2019s get you cleaned up,\u201d I said, half-coaxing, half-forcing her to comply as I guided her through the motions of washing.<\/p>\n
After the bath, I wrapped her snugly in a towel, her skin still glistening from the water. I carefully set her on the bed and slipped a light pink camisole over her, marveling at how peaceful she looked now.<\/p>\n
She seemed utterly exhausted from the chaos of the evening, her eyes fluttering shut, a slight furrow of discomfort creasing her brow. My heart ached at the sight, and I couldn\u2019t help but let my gaze linger on her fair, flushed face. Gently, I brushed a few strands of hair from her forehead, savoring the intimacy of the moment.<\/p>\n
Just as I began to rise, I felt her fingers grip the sleeve of my robe with surprising strength. She looked up at me, her big, teary eyes filled with a childlike vulnerability that tugged at my heartstrings.<\/p>\n
Deanna lifted her head slowly, her gaze softening as she met my eyes. \u201cWhy are you bullying me?\u201d she asked, her voice a mix of innocence and mischief.<\/p>\n
I wrapped my arm around her waist, my fingers tracing the delicate curve of her side, holding her steady in my embrace. \u201cAren\u2019t you the one bullying me?\u201d I teased, pinching her side gently.<\/p>\n
She pouted, poking my chest with her finger. \u201cSay sorry.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her adorable, slightly sexy expression made it impossible for me to resist a soft laugh. \u201cSorry, my little princess.\u201d<\/p>\n
But Deanna wasn\u2019t finished with me yet. She poked my shoulder again, her voice turning mockingly serious. \u201cYou\u2019re always mean to me too.\u201d<\/p>\n
I smiled, unable to hide my amusement. \u201cOkay, I admit it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
Before I could finish my thought, her head drooped, coming to rest against my chest as she drifted off into a peaceful slumber.<\/p>\n
I chuckled, brushing her hair back gently and resting my chin atop her head. \u201cAnd\u2026 I love you, Deanna.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-2240","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/2240","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/chapter"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2240"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}